The Daily Growl Lyrics

Thought I felt a chill
Thought an underrated skill
A hazard to the emotionally challengedFibers from a rope
In the roughness of your hand you cope
With cuddles and the gentle revolutionThe guts and gluttony
The chicken of the sea
Will hardly fill your restless voidPowered by Intel
The useless crap you sell
Will leave us more or less annoyedDown the street you go
Rumors of a one man show
How silly we can be about the futureParent to the cause
A hustle through and then you pause
To study or to ponder or reflectIt's laid out in a line
That curves and breaks with time
And underscores this fragile nationBut I guess it's right
To love the girls who fight
Off our manly acts of desperation